Whether you like this will depend a lot on how much you like Tilda Swinton, who plays four roles (and invests each character with a different style and personality very well and with subtlety) in this weird little film. She is simultaneously Frankenstein and her three monsters, a computer scientist who has somehow created living code. The products of her secret research reminded me a little bit of Michel Houellebecq’s idealized post-human race that is the outcome of his weirdly sad THE ELEMENTARY PARTICLES, while the main character evoked the scientist in Greg Bear’s BLOOD MUSIC.

That’s a lot to live up to, but that’s where it falls flat. For all that the creations’ antics put over 30 men in an isolation ward with an unknown disorder, there is strangely little consequence for the characters’ actions – nor is that the only element of the story that borders on the implausible.

The film is visually striking and Swinton and the always-under-utilized Jeremy Davies are great, but the rest of this film just gets from me a MEH.